Tag: wild west
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Age of the Purple Sage
Houseproud only in grim surrounds In prairie houses flux-visited, visitors disallowed, visages shrouded In shoddy barns shotgun barrels like excess wicks trimmed down with a tight-fisted vice grips Roaring howlers teem unseen in the bowerless places, ladles of xanthous sand as sugar on pancakes in dunes and mounds The powerless sun-crazed belly like snakes toward…